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[sid] => 9996
[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Addiction's Rage
[time] => 2003-01-08 15:00:00
[hometext] => I've been good and not slicing as much....but still I have problems with the pills...
[bodytext] => I pop a couple pills
sit back till they take effect 7 more wont hurt compared to what I do next I pull out the razor begin to slice my arms the crimson red is so beautiful What could be the harm? My clothes are stained from the gore lying in my pool of red I still have to cut some more Im still not yet dead.. Must inflict more pain the pain which I love dont care what happens next laying on my back looking above My urge has been filled for now no more cutting for today just lay here till the bleeding stops to cut again some day... Maybe one day I'll get some relief for all I do now is cause my parents grief doesnt bother me though since they dont really care they never could notice me and all the signs that were there Now I'm stuck on slicing and this must for these pills wont stop I try to keep the knife away and these pills that I bought I always mix them when I'm angry not at myself or at my life I'm angry at my mother's husband and my father's wife My family has never been there for me even in my time of need they never tried to get my off drugs even my mother was on weed I don't believe these are my real parents if they are that'd just sad they shouldv'e taken classes before having all the kids they had I must go though for I must cut again My life never changes for the razor always wins [comments] => 2 [counter] => 226 [topic] => 32 [informant] => PsychoticDreamz [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 4 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => SadPoetry )
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